The Provincial Games are held once a year, and the location of each session rotates in various cities in SC.

The provincial president of the city has the greatest say.

Therefore, this is also the most exciting moment.

No one would choose to offend the president of the organizer at this time. This is simply seeking death.

What's more, the opponent is Zhao Fen, who has a small belly.

It would be fun if Zhao Fen asked for a rematch during the competition.

A game has already consumed all the energy of the athletes. Who the hell wants to do it a second time?

Especially now, Zhao Fen's expression can be said to be about to explode.

"Xiong Lin, you are very good. Are these the people under your command?" Zhao Fen glared at Zhang Fan fiercely.

Xiong Lin smiled coldly: "Don't worry about the quarrel now. We'll see you on the playing field."

Immediately, Xiong Lin also took Zhang Fan to the locker room. After all, Zhang Fan would not listen to him. Thinking of what Zhang Fan did in S City, a chill ran down his back.

He was not worried about Zhang Fan, but extremely worried about Zhao Fen.

If Zhang Fan is annoyed, Zhao Fen will not be sent to the hospital.

"Humph, break the world record, right? Wait, I'll go find the reporter right away." Zhao Fen smiled coldly and went outside with a gloomy look on his face.

Two hundred meters and fifteen seconds?

Haha, only a ghost can believe it.

If you can get within twenty seconds, you are definitely a national-level athlete. The current world record still stands at 19.30 seconds.

That's an Olympic record.

Don’t you guys in City S like to brag? Okay, let’s play a big game this time. If you don’t reach 15 seconds by then, it’ll be up to you, Xiong Lin, how you behave.

"President Zhao, what do you think of this Provincial Games? How many first places can our Z city win?"

Seeing Zhao Fen appear, a group of reporters gathered around him.

Zhao Fen looked at the reporters from various cities in front of him with a sneer on his lips.

"I can't guarantee the first place. The strength of other cities is also very strong." Zhao Fen naturally did not dare to exaggerate, otherwise, if he really failed to get the first place, he would be humiliated.

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After pondering for a while, Zhao Fen sneered and said: "I just met Xiong Lin from City S. This reminded me of the news in City S a few months ago. It is said that a guy in them broke the world record in the 200-meter dash in fifteen seconds.

Ah, this exceeded the world record by 4.30 seconds. This time, I am looking forward to the performance in S City."

"Is this happening?" A reporter became suspicious.

Zhao Fen took out his phone and flipped through it quickly. After a while, he pulled out the news about Zhang Fan breaking the world record. Then he handed the phone over: "Look, this is the news from S City."

A group of reporters immediately gathered around him. When they saw Zhang Fan, who was wearing casual clothes and sneakers, their eyes immediately widened.

"Oh my God, this can't be true, right? Fifteen seconds!"

One person sneered: "Haha, fifteen seconds, are you kidding? This is two hundred meters, not one hundred meters. City S is really good at bragging."

"I think the 100-meter record is pretty close."

"Haha, one hundred meters and fifteen seconds, even a normal person can do it after just a few days of training."

A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded.

People coming and going all around also came over.

"Damn it, fifteen seconds, this bitch in City S is really bragging."

"Hey, wait for a slap in the face."

"What is this boy's name?"

"Zhang Fan!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no matter what, today's headline is his, haha, fifteen seconds, I'm laughing to death, are all the people in S City so good at bragging?"

"Look at how this kid is dressed, he doesn't look like an athlete. Where is the reporter from City S? Let him do some popular science."

Immediately, Zhang Fan's 200 meters and fifteen seconds spread spread.

"Hey, Ouyang Feng, why don't you go and warm up? You know, your S city is famous. It is said that there is a guy named Zhang Fan who ran 200 meters in fifteen seconds." A young man looked at Ouyang.

Feng and the others immediately ran over and shouted loudly.

"Silly!" Ouyang Feng looked at that man as if he were an idiot.

"Who are you scolding!" The man immediately became angry.

"It's you I'm talking about. Don't make silly comparisons if you don't understand." Su Haoran and others also laughed.

They had seen the video recording, which lasted fifteen seconds, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Especially after the run, Zhang Fan's face was not red and he was out of breath, which made them feel like they wanted to die.

There is not a single member of the provincial body in S City who is dissatisfied.

It is also because of this that no one came to S City to participate in the 200-meter dash today except Zhang Fan.

With a pervert like Zhang Fan, what's their business with sprinting?

Waiting to be hit.

"Okay, very good, then let's just wait and see. Fifteen seconds. If that guy can reach the time of fifteen seconds, I will give up immediately in the competition with you this afternoon." The man said with a red neck.

"Okay, this is what you said." Zhong Dachen sneered.

Hehe, I wonder what this guy's expression would be if he knew that Zhang Fan would participate in the afternoon game.

"Let's go find Zhang Fan." Ouyang Feng put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the locker room.

"Brother, I don't know if the Zhang Fan you are talking about is Zhang Fan from City S." A young man stopped a fat man with great excitement.

Damn it, Brother Fan also wants to participate in the Provincial Games? I’ve never heard of it!

Damn it, what did that bastard Yang Haochen do? He didn't even inform us of such a serious situation in advance.

"He's from S City. That idiot can't even pretend to compete. Two hundred meters and fifteen seconds. How could there be such a person in S City?" the fat man who was stopped said sarcastically.

Damn it, is it really Brother Fan?

But the next moment, the young man's eyes turned cold. He raised his fist and punched it out.

"Fuck you, you are the idiot!"

"Your uncle, you dare to hit me." The fat man covered his face and immediately rushed forward.

"Fuck, you're the one I'm going to hit." The young man hugged the man and fought together.

"Brother Yun, calm down." When several young men in the distance saw this scene, they immediately stepped forward, hugged the young man's waist, and quickly dragged him out.

Brother, we are here to watch the Provincial Games, what the hell are you doing?

"Hold me and fuck me, this idiot is scolding Brother Fan." the young man yelled.

"What? Scolding Brother Fan? Damn it, brothers, kill him." Immediately, several people rushed over with clenched fists.

"Help, I'm beating someone."

A scream sounded, and immediately, everyone's eyes turned towards this side.

Ouch, shit, the fight hasn’t even started yet?

Do you want to be so aggressive?

"Brother, you've been beaten. If you get beaten again, you'll have to go to the hospital." Several people came forward to persuade him.

Looking at the fat man with a bruised nose and swollen face, a group of people were speechless.

Brother, you are fighting with five or six people alone, aren't you looking for death?

"Boy, just wait. I'm going to call someone right now. Don't run away if you dare." The fat man roared angrily.

"Fuck, come on, Brother Yun, go slap Tuan in the face and call someone, damn, you dare to scold Brother Fan, I can't stand it."

"Face-slapping group? Brother Fan? What the hell is this?"
Chapter completed!